i know i'll get over it...but why do i miss the misery and the fighting so much... how could i even want to look back... on saturday i was happy to leave...
today i remember that there was a time when things were good, once... gawd.. i gotta get through this.... she says i should come back... i can't...
help...
today i remember that there was a time when things were good, once... gawd.. i gotta get through this.... she says i should come back... i can't...
help...